Fragile abyss
Pale horizon
His being congeals
It is the abandonment
Waters that suffer, into us
Front of the demon breath
Of submission
Endanger
All our secrets
Open the doors
Reduce the dark
If it is vain
Why tomorrow
Awakening the world
Dreaming of another "summer"
Should be. reply
Wake up humanity
Awakened worlds
Without a revolution
I called to the great number
Right to love
It is the turmoil, I grieve
I no longer see
That angels at the feet
Bleeding
To the sewn hearts
I'm a name
We're legion ...
And of light
On the cobbles
Flows the Ré
of rebellion
Of our prayers